Well, both of my kids (I have KIDS...weird!) are sleeping right now and I finally have a minute to write about how the birth went for those of you who care to know. I woke up Thursday morning with a strong contraction. I got up and used the bathroom and then tied to lay down and go back to sleep. Sleep wouldn't come but the contractions did about every 8 minutes apart. I tried to relax but I felt so excited. However I wasn't quite convinced this was the real deal yet.
Finally around 5:00 I was pretty sure that I was in labor. I decided I wanted to try some different positions and so I went out into the living room so I wouldn't wake up Nate. I wanted him to get as much sleep as he could. I made myself some toast and ate that in between contractions. It seemed like my contraction were coming every 3-4 minutes. Each time I felt a contraction I would drop down on my hands and knees and breath through it.
I laid back down on the couch to see if I could really relax some more and the contractions slowed down to 10 minutes apart. Around 6:15, Spencer woke up crying. That woke Nate up and he came out to see what was going on and I told him that I thought I was in labor. I told him that the contractions were 10 minutes apart and that I thought we had lots of time before we need to start making phone calls and head for the Hospital. He helped Spencer get ready and I ran in to the bathroom because I thought I was going to lose my toast! I didn't actually throw up but I did notice that I was bleeding a little. I knew this was a good sign of progression and so I yelled out to Nate that it was time to start calling people!
We headed for the hospital around 7:30 and got there about 7:45. I kept wondering if we were leaving too soon but felt like it was the right thing to do.. The first part of the car rid wasn't too bad but the last part was so hard! I felt like I was having one big contraction that would not let up! I said I better be in transition because I am so done with this!! A few minutes before we got there I also felt the urge to push! I was so glad to get out of the car!
We got there and they checked me. I was at a 10! I was so surprised. All the nurses started scrabbling around. They said as soon as my water broke I was going to have the baby right away. They even called in an on call doctor to be there until my midwife could arrive. But I actually didn't have the baby until 2 hours after being at the hospital! It took 2 hours to push that baby out! But she did come out and she was beautiful and perfect as can be! She weighed 7 lbs 11 oz!
After the birth was the hardest part and actually quite traumatic for me. I will spare you the details and sum it up by saying, I lost a lot of blood, tore really bad (a strange tear that every kept saying they had never seen before) and ended up having to go into surgery and get a spinal so they could stitch me up...not fun. I also ended up getting a blood transfusion. Wow. All a small price to pay for a beautiful, healthy baby girl.
What a great daddy! I sure love Nate!